I don't feel my life
I live behind a mask
Nobody at the wheel
Utter faith granted in nothing
leads to ultimate corruption
As it all comes crashing down
Watching as the battered ship
slowly comes apart...
Raining down the on dark abyss
they don't yet feel it, never shall
they till the hulk lands
When it lands the cloud arises
as it spreads you hear the last
They are me... finally an
end...
Thomas S Dorr 1/22/97 8:40 AM